I sat still, eyes trained on the lonely streets we pass by. It was already past five am when everybody decided it was best to go home and rest, tired from doing all the running and heists last night. I glanced at the five boys, seokjin as usual behind the wheel as he drove, both namjoon and yoongi passed out beside me from drinking too much alcohol last night. Taehyung is seated on Hoseok's lap, his head on his chest and his snores barely audible while Hoseok fumbled with his phone, his other hand gracing softly on his lover's auburn locks.

I couldn't help but smile. The history made last night still lingers fresh in my mind. Last night was incredible. The adrenaline rush never once fled my system, the warmth brought by such glee still engraved in my heart. I could still feel the cold breeze as it splashes over me, sending my locks to wobble in the air. It was euphoric.

Takes me back to the time when jimin and I sneaked out for the first time— the great and almighty thrill of getting caught as we suppressed every laughs and smiles, the rush in our veins as we rounded corners after corners of the city, slowly disrupting the peace of the night. We never really did such things like this back then. Instead, we'd hang out by our tree— a certain blossom tree hidden in the farthest back of the school grounds. It was a very treasured tree for the both of us. It serves as our safe haven, our getaway place. It had heard our deepest and darkest secrets and the only other witness of the tears shed between the both of us— to our smiles, talks and simply just everything.

And almost every night, we'd find ourselves sneaking out and meeting one another under that certain blossom tree, climbing the school walls as the thrill of getting caught by the school guards enveloped us whole.

But experiencing such things with people other than jimin first felt wierd. And doing things for the first time like spraying paint sprays illegally or creating a traffic inside a small tunnel and trashing each and every cars. Jimin and I never did things that defies the peace given by the law. We were never chased by cops and have red and blue lights behind our backs.

I never really understood it at first. I was hesitant at first, not really finding the idea of policemen hot behind our trails as a fun thing to do. I found the idea stupid and pure idiotic. The idea of going against the law to acquire this so called fun was such an insane and stupid plan to me. When namjoon asked me to speculate first when we were on the tunnel, I couldn't help but cringe. They all look stupid.

But when I finally experienced it first hand, it wasn't so bad after all. Instantly, I was drawn to the feeling, the thrill and the adrenaline. It was like something just snapped inside me, spreading my arms as if spreading my wings as I run under the moonlight, like a werewolf on a full moon— alive and so free.

Last night while I was running, I could feel every muscles in my body flexing, my heart rapidly beating, thumping against my chest like it craves to be freed from my ribcages. I felt every sweats on my body, a certain warmth in my heart. Running isn't so bad after all,

Maybe that's why he left and chose to run away.

I felt a hand on my cheeks, snapping me away from my thoughts. My eyes landed on hoseok, sadness painted in his eyes as he caressed my cheeks. I didn't even realised I was crying when he leaned in to plant a soft kiss on the crown of my head, his grip firm against taehyung, careful not to wake the sleeping boy. "He'll come around, jungkook-ah." He smiled. "We'll find him, don't worry." he reassures.

"When?" I croaked out, sighing as I do so.

"When finally